I’d already ascended from Sandy Cove, so what the heck, I thought, I might as well continue along the trail. There was no one to disturb my temporary ownership except the occasional call of a bird.
The loop wasn’t much further and was worth the effort because there was a different outlook of Harrison Lake. Along the sandy shoreline and over a log was a sprinkling of snow to remind me just how cold it was. By this time, I was warm and had to remove my gloves and toque because I was actually sweating even though it was only one degree!